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In plain words
O Mother Śrī Kāmākṣī, the greatness of your gentle smile always shows the first sprouting of matchless love for Maheśvara and awakens your innate sweetness. How then can it scorn the river of the gods and the sliver of moon, both honoured by being carried on his head?
Word for word
Śrī Kāmākṣī, toward Maheśvara the matchless-love-sprout-beginning always which shows, innate awakening sweetness, that such your gentle-smile-greatness, Mother, how the honoured by his head the gods'-river and the sliver of the moon and that scorns?